“There is no old Adam Young, there is no new Adam Young, merely different colors and different brushstrokes over the same canvas.”

Or the track of the band as low as they like it, you can really hear all of the nuances and the mistakes if there are any.

The warlords–of war and peace–destroyed so much, not only what existed, but all those new things that could have existed, if only individuals were left in peace.

Wars–and what is war except crime on a mass scale?–destroy rather than produce.

A boy and a girl started dating after he backed his car into hers.

Sometimes the good fight feels impossible, but I for one, am not giving up.

This music is my heart and soul. This is who I am.” (Adam R. Young, 2006)

Some nights the painful past unexpectedly pushes up through the floorboards like an ugly nightmarish weed, and by doing so

But I guess of those few scenarios, none of them have been like… I’m not married.

“If by chance you ever feel as though you’ve come to know these songs, please consider yourself a friend because in a manner of speaking, you know me.

Yet drenched in the grace and mercy that is found in Jesus Christ, there is strength

They met by accident.

Time. There is much time left and lots of life seasons. There is much to see, to do, and to be.

The vandal that destroys a window causes not only the owner to bear the costs of replacing it,

Like, if I go to a restaurant and I order food, I always just eat one thing at a time.

It’s been very humbling and very cool to see [that at] each show I tend to see more and more kids lock onto the new lyrics and every night they start to sing louder and louder and it’s just been very exciting.

Tie my handlebars to the stars so I stay on track & if my intentions stray I’ll wrench them away,then I’ll take my leave & I won’t even look back

The thoughts we choose to think are the tools we use to paint the canvas of our lives.

I am a canvas, that I design with colors of identity to madness filled masterpiece of worthiness.

An artist paints so much than his canvas.

A blank canvas is still better than a ruined painting.

Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.

Painting will bring a lot of good thoughts to your heart.

I put on the canvas whatever comes into my mind.

I am the first to be surprised and often terrified by the images that I see appear on my canvas.